At the Pour House, a commendable beer selection, stylish ambience, and acceptable soundtrack provide a suitable backdrop for happy hour or weekend drinks with friends (assuming you can find a parking spot or open table on busy nights). It’s one of the only cool bars in the immediate area – and possibly all of South Jersey – that hosts a respectable crowd. It may lack the insufferable shaggy-haired hipsters of Fishtown bars, for example, but it conversely manages to keep out the Jersey Shore types as well. Yes, the Pour House is a solid choice to get a drink and relax.
But what about the food, you may ask (this is a food blog, after all). We’ve had typical late-night bar snacks from the Pour House on our previous drinking ventures, such as their sweet Smoked Porter Wings and deliciously addictive chips and homemade French onion dip. But, for you, dear reader, we decided to dig deeper into the menu and try out the Pour House for dinner.
Since the Pour House is somewhat known for their burgers, Jamie chose the All American Burger. It’s pretty standard with cheddar cheese, crispy onion rings, and a “secret sauce” that seemed like Russian dressing to me. I found the bun and meat slightly greasy, but satisfactory. Not the best pub burger I’ve ever had, but definitely not the worst burger of all time. I’d return next time the cheeseburger craving hits me. All burgers come with natural chips, or you can upgrade to standard shoestring fries for a buck.
I was a little more adventurous and did the unthinkable – I ordered a salad at a bar. I’ve had luck with this before, but sadly the Pour House let me down. The Apple and Brie salad sounded appetizing enough: Gala apples, candied walnuts, dried cherries, and warm brie. In reality, it just had too much going on. A measly amount of shredded lettuce was absolutely buried under a dump of apples, nuts, and cherries. I downright adore candied walnuts, but this salad suffered an overabundance of fixings. I didn’t feel like I was eating food, just a handful of snacks with the occasional sliver of lettuce. Further, the warmed brie soon congealed into a shiny, revolting glob. A healthy serving of mixed greens with a sliced apple, a handful of walnuts, a few dried cherries, and thinly sliced brie would have been much better – and edible.
Luckily, I had the wisdom to order a side of “Famous Fries,” a kind of generic version of Chickie’s and Pete’s famous Crabfries (French fries with Old Bay spice and a melted cheese dipping sauce, for the non-residents). Nothing could surpass the enjoyment of Crabfries at a Flyers game (well worth the insane price and eternally long line), but the Pour House Famous Fries provide an agreeable alternative during the off season.
I won’t let my regretful salad choice prevent us from returning to the Pour House, especially because it’s one of two nearby bar options we’ve found since moving to Collingswood (the other being the Tap Room). Next time I’ll stick to tavern standards, like a burger or nachos, or the intriguing German beef jerky. You know, things best paired with a tall and icy pale ale.